"But he has never once looked at me directly.

But it doesn't matter, just loving him is enough for me. I will become excellent for him, I will become the person most suited for him. Even my mom said that I'm the one most likely to become Mason Nightshade's wife.

I tried to please Sophie Nye and everyone around him, entered the entertainment industry, and joined his company... all to get closer to him.

I always thought I would become his wife, who knew there would suddenly be someone like you!"

"I'm not here to listen to your stories."

Aurelia Shaw interrupted her, calling the nurse in.

"If she self-harms again, don't bother telling me. Just let her mess around, as long as nobody dies."

The nurse glanced at Eleanor Spencer, "Yes."

Eleanor Spencer still shouted hysterically: "You are worthless, what part of you is suited for him? Defiant, willful, clueless. What part of you is better than me, how dare he marry you!"

"How dare you... win his heart..."

The last words were cut off inside the door.

...

Aurelia Shaw stepped out of the mental hospital, a cool breeze blowing, her crimson lips curled into a mocking sneer, who really gave less than anyone else? Those cold-hearted teachings, she learned them from her.

Aurelia Shaw returned to the film set, life seemed as usual but was different in some ways.

For example... Jovana Shaw used to give her trouble, but recently, she rarely appeared before her.

Each time she showed up on set, she looked troubled.

Aurelia Shaw knew the reason.

The Shaw family probably created a lot of headaches for Balthazar Shaw lately; Balthazar wasn't well off, so Clara Philips couldn't be either. If she wasn't well, neither could the equally covetous Jovana Shaw.

Aurelia Shaw was this kind of person. What she can't obtain, others shouldn't think to get either.

It's not that she couldn't have the Shaw assets. If she tried, she would certainly have her share. But she disliked competing and especially disliked competing with this mother-daughter duo.

She thought, rather than fighting for it and feeling disgusted by them, she might as well destroy everything.

If Clara Philips watched the things she worked hard for most of her life get destroyed piece by piece, it would be more nauseating than watching that slice of meat end up in someone else's mouth.

She wasn't a kind person, wouldn't feel guilt. Moreover, the Shaw assets were created by her mother and Balthazar Shaw. What she was destroying was meant to be hers anyway.

"Aurelia, how's your preparation for this scene? Not nervous, right? Speaking of which, this seems to be your first on-screen kiss? Hehe, a farewell kiss before death, everyone will surely find it very poignant..." Caleb indulged in endless daydreams.

Aurelia Shaw secretly sneered, oh Caleb, who gave you the confidence to think that a farewell kiss between lovers separated by life and death would move the audience? They might feel like killing someone.

"Andrew Kennedy, how's your preparation?"

Andrew Kennedy gestured an "OK" sign, raised an eyebrow at Aurelia Shaw, teasingly saying: "Don't worry, I have experience, although you'll be the one initiating later, don't be scared, I will definitely stand there obediently, letting you kiss."

Aurelia Shaw's mouth twitched a little.

What to do? She somehow feels like giving him a slap.

"Hey, why are you making that face?" Andrew Kennedy was dissatisfied with Aurelia Shaw's reaction, "Do you know how many fans want to kiss me? And how many people fantasize about me as their idol? Now you're kissing a man-idol with tens of millions of fans, you should be a bit happier, a bit more excited."